Months later, as Leslie and Matt walked home after classes, she realized she hasn’t seen Audrey around for a while.

“Oh she’s here”, he replied, stopping for a moment. He pulled his foot out of the old flip-flop he was wearing and showed off Audrey, plastered to the sole of his foot. “Cushions my step really well!”

Tears streamed out of Audrey’s eyes as light poured in. She’d stopped weeping by then; Matt had been stomping obedience into her for weeks. At some point he forbade her to even stand up as he commanded her to always stay down to the ground somewhere close to him so that he could roll his sole over her whenever he pleased. He really liked stepping on her whenever he could. And when she wasn’t beneath him, she was doing something else for him - picking the debris off the soles of his shoes, licking his insoles or slurping the sweat out of his workout socks. She flunked out of college, of course, and didn’t really see anything in her future besides serving Matt. But at least Leslie seemed happy. Maybe at some point Leslie will realize something’s not right and help her…

“Nice”, Leslie said far above. “I’m glad she’s a good insole, Master”.

“Shame I only have one. Maybe we should get out hands on Shrinktech, Leslie, so that I can have a second one…”